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Try To Sit

Unless you’ve got the best trap for me to escape then the last time full thoughts finish their breakfast will be the night you go hungry taste what we left behind is it to...

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There He Goes

Poem   There he is, doing his thing Giving us loving Power There he goes, sitting there Giving us every hour Oh no, there he ascends Turning for his throne As we pray for...

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That Swing

Haibun I pull the black metal bars of that swing. The ground swings to the sky swings to the ground. Over and over again. Fog horn wind-tossed waves at Kingsland Point more by FRANK...

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Forgetting You on a Plane

Poem   The stale oxygen in this human cargo air ship is drying each last molecule of stability I had on land and expelling it back into the soft, deadly blue surrounding through some...